The slow approach of Heather to her pussy was a torture, seeing where she was going, imagining how it would feel, and anticipating the pleasure. Susan just wanted to grab her head and push it onto her pussy, but she didn't do it, it would have been so gross to force the girl that was giving her so much attention and care. It was so close she could feel her breath, and that made her shiver in lust.
And when finally the tongue touched her, she moaned, she screamed, closing her eyes and laying back, biting a fist, the other one closed tight, sinking the nails on her palm. How could it feel so good, she wondered. And then it was even better as the exploring tongue reached her clit, that was already poking excited from its hood. Then Susan couldn't hold it any more and screamed as loud as she ever had, and her body shake, feeling a huge orgasm comming, and probably unable to stop it. If that tongue keeped playing there for just a few more seconds, she would cum inmediately.
And when finally the tongue touched her, she moaned, she screamed, closing her eyes and laying back, biting a fist, the other one closed tight, sinking the nails on her palm. How could it feel so good, she wondered. And then it was even better as the exploring tongue reached her clit, that was already poking excited from its hood. Then Susan couldn't hold it any more and screamed as loud as she ever had, and her body shake, feeling a huge orgasm comming, and probably unable to stop it. If that tongue keeped playing there for just a few more seconds, she would cum inmediately.